Edging Practice (3)
Declan stared in shock as his dad continued to stroke in and out of Emerie's pussy. He wasn't stingy by any means, but his fucking father? He thought he was dreaming for a moment, but couldn't deny the ultra realistic movements of the bed, the smell of Emerie's wet sex in the air.
Declan wanted to be upset, but as he looked over at Emerie, splayed out on the sheets next to him, her naked body shining with sweat, fucking beautiful tits bouncing in tandem with his father's thrusts, he felt himself growing harder and harder.
He didn't know if either of them had noticed that he was awake, but it only took him a moment's time to make them aware as he leaned over and took one of Emerie's nipples in his mouth. She let out a shocked whimper as his teeth applied pressure to her nipple, laving the sting away shortly afterward. He was rougher than he normally was, almost punishing her taut skin this time.
Aaron took notice of his son catering to Emerie's breasts and felt a strange sense of pride. A part of him had expected Declan to wake up and immediately try to put an end to something that was unstoppable, this however, was a pleasant surprise.
Emerie was lost in the sensation of a father fucking her, stretching her sensitive cunt out, and a son who was now sucking her nipples raw. She grappled for the sheets as her third or so orgasm lifted her body clean off the bed, and moaned gutturally, her voice crackling through the air in a way that made Declan pause.
"Give her a go, son," Aaron pulled out of Emerie without warning, a warm splash of her cum spilling out at the sudden emptiness. Declan rose to take his father's place, he didn't know why he wasn't stopping whatever this was, but he had never wanted to be a part of something as bad as he wanted to now. To have a hand in the pleasure Emerie was experiencing would be something he'd jack off to 10 years from now.